Luyện nghe bài hát Can't See Yall

[Intro - Ace
Ace Hood,


Ace
Brisco, go

[Chorus - Ace Hood &
[Ace
Because I got my on check
My swag on
Bitches all on my
And these niggas know shit
Rolling on thangs
Another one's
Hater blockers is on, they can't tell me because

Because I don't see
Because I see y'all
I don't see y'all
Because I see y'all
get on my level!

[Verse 1 - Ace Hood &
Hood]
A to the C to the E to the H O D
I'm raised up in the streets
Keep it
For my serving yay
Moving and serving packages that pack it in the crate
We don't count that cash duffle gets weighed
Big I'm paid, bitch I'm feeling myself
You can tell I'm getting money Vuitton belt
And I wish a would make a move himself

See I get
It's out my ass
And I don't fuck with hoes if they ain't cash
Opa goon, four Chevys and a dirtbike
I open up my
But took it on the first night
Catch me in a
Or on the porch
And we don't get jailed because we don't go to
Yeah, stunting
Your homeboy
Talking that but
He about nothing

[Verse 2 - Ace & Brisco]

I'm looking for a rat, call her Stacy
She cuss real bad, and she steal Macy*s
I want her so bad, please pace me
Try and say a hater will soon hate me
boy, bocce boy, these chopps hit is bocce boy
Bag his ass up E-Class, the party going
Yes sir, I'm 3-0
Till I die, tell niggas come and see po'

Hood]
And come see him blast like an airbag
Make his body bounce, bounce, twenty shell count
Pussy nigga you don't listen you get hit with fifty missiles
Leave you living the dead, understand that?
I got some bitches and niggas wanna bandwag
I up with the jewels and let my pants sag
A hundred stacks in the bag, now the cash at?
Yes, I'm so you haters like a cataract

[Ace & Brisco - Verse 3]

What it do, it is
See I don't talk to police and I play with kids
I'm gutter, gangster, projects
I know the block hot, but open up regardless

Hood]
Yeah, and damn that coupe going topless
on the I, we do a 105
Me and Bris about we let it blow in the skies
Not let's blow money, never had money

Now I'm the shit, that (Whoa!)
I know I got paper I want a little more
I know you talking, so just talk a little more
Because baby I'm me, and niggas hoes
go

[Ace
And I'm gone, my nigga you I got them
See, I am just a product, all profit
See niggas want to hate, them "Silly rabbit, stop it"
See, me and Bris outer space like Martians